Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1887-05-26

very spot where Mr.. O'Bflen and Tell
ant Killbride were standing. They
groaned and Missed into Mr.. O'Brien's
face such cries as "Away. traitor"
''Down with the dynamitcr" and "God
save the Queen"
"Come on" said Mr.. O'Brien, smil-
ing, "these men don't own the street" I"
and the three pushed through the
crowd, with Mr.. Mullgan and II. B.
Teefy bringing up the rear. A riot
seemed imminent, rs the Orangemen
were armed with stout sticks, just as
they were at the meeting in Queens
park. They came up to Mr.. O'Brien as
he strobe along York street with his
friends and showed him and jostled
him, making several attempts to strike
him on the head with their sticks. He
lodged the blows, however, and his
friends rallied around him, but they
were
AS ONE TO FIFTY.
The faithful bodyguard was broken
again and again and Mr.. O'Brien driv-
en- up against the wall. Here, with
Killbride, Wall, Mulligan and CahliI
the little party stood at bay, Mr.. O'Brien
shouting at the top of his voice: "YOu
cowardly dogs. don't you see we are not
armed. Let us alone" Kisses and
cries of "God save the queen" and
groans for the dynamIters greeted this
appeal. Two policemen stood near by,
but made no effort to disperse the mod.
The party then turned into King street,
while the crowd increased. From the
windows of some of the houses in this
street banana stalks and broken bricks
were
DROPPED DOWN ON THE CROWD,
Mr.. OBrien and his party. however,
escaping injury so far. AS the party
turned into Bay stree d. P. Cahill, the
Secretary of the local branch of league,
had his hat knocked off by a stone.
Now the Orangemen began their real
attack, for Bay street furnished good
opportunity, being covered all over
with clay, broken bricks and cobble-
stones. Mr.. O'Brien had on tall hat,
which furnished good target. Mr..
Wall was on his right and Killbaine
and J. A. Mulligan were on his left.
"Look out, O'Brienp shouted Wall.
"The stones are coming;
IT'S BELFAST OVER AGAIN"
"Oh, its all right" replied OBrien.
at would be better for Lansdowne if
they let us alone" AS he spoke vol
ley of bricks and cobblestones came fiy-
ing from the center of the Orangemen,
missing heads but knocking the plaster
ing off on adjacent wall. Shouts of ITO
He'll with the popew "Kill the trail
torW and so on, rose high above the din.
The O'Brien party were still on the
sidewalk and the Orangemen thronged
the street.
d. T. Kellogg, a reporter of the N.
Y. Sun, now rushed behind O'Brien
and was about to warn him when
stone struck O'Brien's hat and knocked
it off: O'Brien stopped his head and J.
NJ. Wall, Who was standing by his side,
lifted his head to look in the direction
whence the missiles came, when
A HUGE STONE STUCK HIM
on the side of the head and tumbled |
him heels over head. He reeled into |
Johnson's lane, little alley running
off Bay street, and fell upon heap Of
stones. Denis Kilbride, Mr.. Teefy,
treasurer of the national league, and
Mr.. Mann, the Telegram reporter,
lifted him up and carried him into
drug store, where his wound |
was dressed, and he was then helped to |
the Rossin house. The cut made by |
the stone is two inches long and slight
ly above the left temple.
"Take care of this man." said Mr..
Teefy, addressing policeman; "he's
"Let him take care of him
SELF" returned the policeman. "What
do they want there?'
Mr.. O'Brien and his friends then
turned into Wellington street, the stones
still flying and the yells and groans |
louder, if possible, than ever. Mr.. |
attempted to take refuge in
Sharp's laundry, and failing in that
rushed into the bicycle store Of Thomas
Later, jr., adjoining.
A vOLLEY OF STONES
shattered the windows and the mob
burst into the store, yelling like demons
and showering missiles in the direction |
which Mr.. O'Brien had taken toward |
the end of the store. Some ladies and |
old women screamed and tainted, while |
the mob tumbled pell-mell, helter-skel-
ter over bicycles and other machinery, |
them one against the other
in their savage fury, amid cries Of"Kill
the traitor" "Hang him." "Lansdown
forever.n
O'Brien, however, was safely led |
away by G. eastman, an official of the |
crown land department, and reached |
the hotel in safety. d. P. Cahill was
knocked down and received two dan
gerous cuts from broken bottles, and
more than score of other persons
were more or less seriously injured.
THE MOB SEEMED SATISFIED.
Mr.. Later's store was completely
wrecked and several hundred dollars
worth of his property destroyed. Two
more policemen appeared-making four
in all in the presence of fully one thous-
and rioters, who had possession of the
streets for at least half an hour throw
ing bricks and cobblestones at the group
of unarmed men. Treasurer Teefy of
the local branch of the league sent out
the following telegram to the leaders of
the league in New York and Chicago:
"O'Brien mobbed in the streets of
Toronto by Orangemen. J. M. Wall
of the NeW York Tribune seriously
wounded"
Police Sergeant Adair got q cut in
the head and when his three comrades
saw this they moved away to a respect
full distance and let the mob do as they
pleased.
Up to midnight the neighborhood of
the Rossin house was filed with the
mob, who groaned and yelled to their
hearts content, but as there was not at